Saturday. Waiting.

I read Matthew 27:62-66 and John 12:24-26

I imagine it as a day of unearthly calm.

Between the horror and terror of Friday, and the inexpressible joy of Sunday morning, there is a day. I take the liberty of speculating. The bodies have been removed, the crosses stand empty. Saturday dawns bright and warm.

Jesus’ disciples and followers: in hiding, in shock, and grief-stricken.

Roman soldiers: unsure, and, after the events they witness, not quite so arrogant.

Chief priests and their minions: also unsure, to the point of requesting a military guard at the grave.

Everyone else: needing to get on with Passover, but very, very curious.

There is a stillness, as though nature is holding its breath.

For us, it is a day to contemplate great mystery and great miracle. I think of a quote from Amy Carmichael’s book, If: “If I refuse to be a corn of wheat that falls into the ground and dies (is separated from all in which it lived before), then I know nothing of Calvary love.”

It is a severe little book, but she was on to something. Jesus Himself had made this point. The fact is that Christ calls us to die to our self-ness, and emerge with the imprint of His likeness.

Jesus was broken and spilled out. No half-measures. On this day we might reflect on that fact, and pray for a heart like His.


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4 responses to this post.

  1. Loved the quote from Amy Carmichael! And I have so appreciated following your blog all this week. Thank you so much sister Deb! HE is so good to us!

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  2. Posted by Erin on April 7, 2012 at 7:19 am

    Yes, what a gift! I often wonder what my life would look like if I could completely die to myself as we are called to do… No half measures, fully surrendered…on a daily basis.

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